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Where you loved me

Yes. Here I am, yelling at cyberspace once again...
If you are actually reading this, then Hi.
Right below is an original poem that I wrote on one of my any mad poetry sprees....

Home is where you loved me

On the dirty little lane

Time decided to forget.

On the rusty swings

Where we met

All those years ago.

In the park

With the red tulips

Where we kissed.

In the hollow of the tree

Where we stayed

For an hour or two

(But often longer)

Each week.

In the cemetery

Where we lie

After all this time

We die.

So....any thoughts?